Russia, this magical country, has an amazingly large territory, spanning two continents.

In such a country, the population is incredibly sparse.

It might be due to the local environment, which leads to a very low birthrate in Russia.

So, in Russia, if you have several kids, you’re considered a hero.

In Russia, there’s something very famous.

That is the Russians.

The Russians are typical representatives of simple-minded individuals with strong physical capabilities.

Russians have a kind of fierce spirit; it was this spirit that once stopped that man’s army of a million at Moscow, ultimately causing his failure.

It must be said that Russians are quite interesting.

Song Yun had visited Russia in the past, and on this visit, he still felt that Russian drivers were unbelievably fierce, each and every one of them like a racing god.

This time, Song Yun assumed a different identity in Russia, first to prevent Song Kunlun from getting the wind and running off, and second to prevent some unfavorable factors, like the possible involvement of the Bai Fang gang; you know, many people covet Song Kunlun’s research, and who knows if someone here wants a piece of the pie, that’d be fun.

So, this time, Song Yun wanted to sneak into the village without firing a shot.

The intelligence network up high was very powerful. As soon as Song Yun got off the plane, someone had sent him the information on how to reach where Song Kunlun was located.

Of course, the local power distribution in Russia was also sent to Song Yun.

Talking about the power distribution here, it’s quite interesting; you have to know, their people are fiercely tough, and no one dares to provoke them lightly. If you do, trouble will find you repeatedly, keeping you from eating or sleeping well.

The Russians are all tough, tall and strong, with excellent combat skills, and because of the geography, their personalities are very fierce.

As for why Song Kunlun could expand the market here.

Mainly because there are too few organizations here, and there’s not much profit, which gave Song Kunlun an opportunity. Plus, Song Kunlun had pretty good relationships with some people in Moscow, so they tacitly accepted Song Kunlun’s actions.

Of course, Song Kunlun still has to pay a considerable amount of money to these people every year.

It seems amazing that Song Kunlun willingly pays money to others every year, but that’s just reality.

After Song Yun and Qingluan got off the plane, they first went to a Shen Zhou market in Moscow for a while, and after successfully shaking off those monitoring them, they both got onto a big truck.

This truck was going to a city near Willk Town to load goods, and it was loading clothes, so even if Song Yun and Qingluan were found in the truck, it wouldn’t attract any attention from some departments.

Their department is world-famous.

Their name is Keg, with lots of top experts inside, and their elite level can be comparable to the FBI and CIA in the United States, and of course, similar to our Special Operations Division.

To completely shake off these people requires quite a bit of effort, and key is not to arouse their suspicion.

If you arouse their suspicion, they’ll be like flies, following you everywhere, which is definitely detrimental to Song Yun’s future actions.

Willk Town is quite far from Moscow, if you drive by highway, it takes a day if fast, and by truck, at least two days.

This truck bound for the city next to Willk Town belongs to a freight company under the Special Operations Division. Of course, the freight company isn’t for profit but is usually idle, gathering intelligence and such.

The driver is a middle-aged man from the Northeast, tall and strong, said to have been in Russia for over ten years and speaks fluent Russian.

This person is naturally also from the Special Operations Division but is an off-record member; along the way, he never mentioned anything about there to Song Yun, as if the relationship between them was purely the hirer and the hired for freight.

Behind the passenger seat is a place where someone can sleep, Qingluan stayed in there all the way, holding a small notebook, drawing things on it, while Song Yun appeared always sleepy.

Two days later.

The truck successfully entered the city next to Willk Town.

Upon entering the city, several Russian cops came up to the truck and said something; then the driver pulled out some money and slipped it to one of them, and they happily left without giving Song Yun a second glance.

"That’s really typical." Song Yun joked.

The driver smiled and said, "Crows are all black, let’s not criticize each other."

The truck was driven into a very large freight transfer station, these goods were brought in from Shen Zhou, then sent to all parts of Russia through this station.

It must be said, Shen Zhou made products have largely integrated into the daily lives of Russians, which is also why local Russian merchants have always advocated against Shen Zhou people doing business in Russia; a Russian sells a piece of clothing for one hundred yuan, and Shen Zhou people sell it for fifty, how can people survive?

Song Yun and Qingluan got off the truck and casually walked into a bar.

Then, under the guidance of a bar waiter, the two went down to the basement of the bar, and then through a tunnel, walked to the outside of the city.

A simple Russian sedan was parked at the tunnel entrance.

Song Yun and Qingluan got into the car, drove themselves towards Willk Town.

A few hours later, they arrived at Willk Town.

It was Song Yun’s first time here, and he saw a large manor to the far south.

Seeing this manor, Song Yun knew it was Song Kunlun’s base.

A typical nouveau riche architectural style, if it’s not Song Kunlun’s, whose could it be?

Song Yun hid the car in a mountain valley outside of Willk Town, then changed into camouflage clothes with Qingluan, and after nightfall, the two of them headed towards Willk Town.

Meanwhile, inside Song Kunlun’s large manor.

"Now that it’s dark, according to the rules, no one is allowed to enter the basement."

Song Kunlun’s adopted son said into a walkie-talkie.

Elsewhere, Song Kunhu scoffed and said, "Ha, acting like the whole manor is under your control, huh. If I really wanted to go down, could you stop me? You really think of yourself as something. If we weren’t short-handed right now, this kid wouldn’t be riding so high."